It was early morning, on the 4 August 1914. Otto Scholz was a fresh young Lieutenant with the Prussian 3rd Uhlans, saddled up and waiting on the Belgian border. When the order was given to cross, they moved forward with a loud "Hurrah " and Otto's war began. Fighting at the very head of the German army, they seemed unstoppable, until the 6 September, just half an hour's drive from Paris, when Otto was wounded. He fell into British hands,...